In the distant pitch-black sky, the tumbling dark clouds slowly cracked a gap, and the gray moonlight sprinkled down from the chaotic snow curtain and turned into silver debris everywhere.

The scattered flames still danced in the silver shattered light, and there was no intention of extinguishing them, but they tended to burn more and more, adding a touch of warmth to the cold night of the Far North.

"I am not the murderer of the Duke. The admiral looked at the man in front of him and confronted him indifferently.

"Then, please hand over the murderer......" Bellamy's hand holding the long knife, a trace of heat overflowed from the palm, the pitch-black blade gradually turned red, and the repeated white smoke "snorted" up, "I'm going to kill him!"

The admiral's indifferent face couldn't help but show a shocked look, the surging soul power that was approaching step by step made him suddenly feel a huge uneasiness, the oncoming scorching air flow blew away the broken hair on his forehead, and the essence of light burst out in his eyes as deep as a canyon, and the soul power of the whole body suddenly condensed and soared, and it was violently transmitted to the long knife, and the red blade of the whole body trembled faintly under the blessing of the soul power, and the cold light flashed in the air flow that began to surge wildly around him, and a trace of blood flew straight into the sky, Bellamy was forced back a few steps by the sudden attack.

"Sure enough, it's an accomplice!" Bellamy grinned, his hard face revealing an evil coldness, he raised his palm that had been cut open by the blade, and gently licked the blood that flowed out, "Then, you can only be a capital crime!"

"It seems that I can't communicate with you......" Standing in the center of the surging airflow, the admiral's heart couldn't help but be a little surprised, the two who are also [Archangel Blade], Jamie and Bellamy are obviously not on the same level, although the soul power of both of them is as vast as the ocean, but for the use and accuracy of soul power, the difference between the two is really huge, but he is more anxious in his heart is whether Diami can successfully escape from the [Angel] Thinking of this, he subconsciously glanced at the post station rising from the ground like a mountain peak, and the chaotic darkness behind the cold windows was like a pool of bottomless abyss, "It's a bit of a waste of time to go one after another, why don't you go together?"

"You're underestimating the Archangel's Blade. The rolling air flow blew Bellamy's red robe to the sound of hunting, on the bronzed skin, the full and majestic power surged wantonly in his body, the soul power spread up along the two slender arms he slowly stretched out, the fire rising in the palm of his hand burned quietly, it seemed that all the air currents that tried to extinguish it were also burned out the moment they touched the flame, "This is my flame, the flame that burns out all the evil in the world, and death will not be an exception, you, I alone are enough!"

"I see!"

The admiral's voice showed a faint tiredness, his figure turned into a black ghost again, the manic air flow rushed wantonly as his figure disappeared, under the cold moonlight, the surrounding raging flames condensed in vain a huge and heavy atmosphere, the cold sword unpredictably tore out one crisscrossing cold light after another in the air, and the ghostly figure appeared and disappeared around Bellamy.

The cold light approached unexpectedly, and the edge that pierced the night sky continued to expand in the corner of Bellamy's eyes, with a cold murderous aura in an instant, his strong body subconsciously took a step back, slightly lowered, and the general's slash swept the tip of his nose. The enemy's move missed, and Bellamy's right fist had already condensed enough fire element, and while the admiral was retracting, he attacked the black shadow in front of him without hesitation.

The large mass of flames quickly split in two in the straight black sword, and the two flaming flames fell in both directions, but there was no trace of the Supreme General behind the empty flames.

"Amazing speed! Is this the strength of the [Slayer] assassination? It is indeed commendable, but it is still ...... by this level alone" Bellamy's calm figure still stood in place, his narrow eyes turned back and forth, catching the slightest trace of soul power in the violently flowing air, and the figure moving at high speed showed a vague outline in Bellamy's precise soul power induction, "Can't defeat me!"

Before the words fell, the sonorous sound of the whistling blade came again, Bellamy's flexible and agile body jumped backwards in a hurry, and the following knife light continued to draw a cold arc in the air, crisscrossing and unpredictable, every time the knife light flashed out, the blade would approach Bellamy's point, and the cold air was close at hand, like the breath of death was terrifying.

The suffocating sense of solemnity is like a shadow, unable to get rid of, as the blade continues to approach, Bellamy's heart is hanging higher and higher, his speed is already fast, but the admiral is faster than him, in the face of this continuous attack, blindly dodging is not a way after all, but he still needs a little time, just a little bit......

As soon as Bellamy's footsteps of changing body landed, the snow curtain in front of him was ruthlessly torn open, and the blade swept against his ear, followed by a bone-chilling chill, and the picture in front of him seemed to be slowed down dozens of times in the cold breath, the tip of the knife broke through his skin little by little, and the beads of blood bloomed like round red jade thrown out, and his entire head was trying to fall back, out of the deadly hunting range of the blade.

"It's dangerous!"

Bellamy said secretly in his heart, and suddenly came back to his senses from the trance-like picture, the admiral's long knife left a shallow wound on his left cheek, although it did not hurt the vital point, but the admiral did not intend to give him the slightest respite, a more fierce offensive has struck, the long knife is against the ground and provoked upward, the tip of the knife tears the ground and bursts out of sporadic flames, and the imminent slash once again involves Bellamy in crisis.

But......

The time required is enough......

"Flame Pillar!"

The corners of Bellamy's mouth flashed a hint of coldness, no longer dodging, but facing the attacking blade, his hands jerked down, and the flames condensed in his palms exploded, and the waves of fire rolled upwards around the perimeter where he stood on his feet, with him as the center, and the flames turned into a flaming giant sword that soared into the sky.

At the same time, the scorching flame wave that continued to spread around also forced back the general's imminent attack, the lightning-like blade was abruptly submerged by the spreading flame wave, the admiral's face sank like water, and the figure that suddenly stopped the attack swept back sharply, panicked to dodge the expanding flames, and after a few rises, he opened the distance from the flame pillar and landed in the distance, the horizontal knife was in front, and the eyes that stared at the rolling flame pillar in front of him concealed deep vigilance, and at the same time, his legs were slightly bent, and his body leaned forward, preparing for the next wave of surprise attacks.

"How could Tron Cessliya die at the hands of you guys, he is my prey, and only I am qualified to defeat him!" The flames that rose into the sky lasted less than a second before they gradually dissipated, Bellamy's agile figure lurked behind the scattered fragments of flames, and his eyes stared at the admiral cold and violent, "You have robbed me of my prey, and I want you to pay the price!"

The admiral snorted coldly, watching the collapse of the pillar of flames, he suddenly unfolded his body again, his slender and athletic body turned into a black streamer, and rushed straight towards Bellamy, the air behind him stirred up transparent ripples, and the ground of his path was swept up by the sharp air currents that flew by, like a gully cut by an invisible scythe on the ground.

There was a sneer on the corner of Bellamy's mouth, he raised his hand unhurriedly, and snapped his fingers crisply, and the fragments of flame that were about to dissipate miraculously condensed again, and in the blink of an eye, the snake-like flames had dragged their long tail feathers and fell from the sky, like a meteor shower.

The target of the rain of fire that fell through the sky with the power of thunder was the general who rushed quickly.

The sky seemed to be covered with a scarlet curtain under the light of the flames, and under the curtain was the shrill whistling of the wind, with a wave of heat that could melt everything, closer and closer, closer and closer...... The admiral's rapid figure also had to slow down, he raised his head, looking at the dense fireball above his head like a cloud of fire, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if they were coated with a thin layer of gold dust under the reflection of the firelight.

A huge explosion roared, and the rubble and dust flew out in all directions, followed by a huge explosion, and the sound of explosions soon flooded the entire post square...... Flames eroded the heavens and the earth with billowing smoke, and Bellamy's front was instantly shrouded in a sea of fire.

Bellamy stared silently ahead, a sea of fire as far as the eye could see, and the surging and agitating soul power was entangled in the flames, instigating the fire elementals to devour everything even more violently, as if descending on the fire hell of the world.

In the endless flames, a trace of discordant soul power suddenly exploded, swinging away the surrounding flames, followed by a black sword suddenly rising in the sea of fire, tearing through the hot and hot air, howling and sweeping towards Bellamy, who was standing quietly in the distance, the sword was like an infinitely extended black blade, and it effortlessly split the sea of flames into two, destroying the already dilapidated surface along the way, and countless pieces of rubble and sand were thrown into the air.

Bellamy's heart suddenly felt cold, and when he realized that something was wrong, his figure had reacted instinctively, but the speed of the sword attack was too fast and violent, and the black sword almost brushed Bellamy's quickly dodging figure, and a puff of blood mist was swept up by the sword and swayed in the air.